#WritcoStoryChallenge
The footsteps following me sounded closer. I ran through the empty corridors of the hospital, my heart pounding with terror.
I turned a corner and stopped short. I had reached a dead end. I closed my eyes out of fear. I was praying for some magic to happen and save me from the approaching danger . Not hearing the sounds, I opened my eyes slowly and observed the surroundings. Upon not finding anyone, I took a sigh of relief. I started walking baby steps in search of a safe place. I went forward, opened a glass door, turned left and screamed. The person chasing me was now a step away from me. O good Lord, what should I do now? How should I save myself from this inhuman personality. As soon as he took a step forward, I took a step back. My hands on the wall behind, walking backwards, I waa in search of some aid or a way to escape. And lucky I was, I touched a door knob. I tried to open it before he could reach me, and thank God, I was successful in doing so. I opened the door with a thud and went behind it as fast...